I
remember the first time I saw Ali G on TV with Dan and Jesse. I was squirming
in my seat. “How can he do that to people?” I kept yelling.
Doesn’t
he want to tell on himself already?”
I
can’t even play the card game “Bullshit” without shooting out of my chair,
shouting, “I’m lying!! I don’t have any
threes at all. Those are Kings! See for
yourself!”
I
literally had to cover my eyes when Ali G started in on someone. Dan and Jesse
could sit there all night, watching one uptight, pompous political stiff after
another being made to look like a complete fool by the most brilliant guy on
the planet, pretending to be a moron.
And
then along came Borat and I remember asking Dan and Jesse, “Who is going to
watch this besides you two?” They
couldn’t answer me because they couldn’t breathe. I stood there cringing at the doorway, while Borat told some
female activist that he would very much like to be inside her vageene.
Dan
almost had a hard attack he was laughing so hard and Jesse was taping it so he
could watch it 136 more times that day.
I
guess I was wrong about Jesse and Dan being the only two people in America who
can sit through Borat without having to cover their eyes.
For
a while, we were all singing, “Throw the Jew Down the Well,” every morning in
our house. Nothing is more freeing than the exposure of ignorance through
humor, but I wonder how many people just like to hear that song for their own
special reasons.